House Party (Remix)

I tell her meet me in the bathroom

I fuck her while the water running

Her friend knocking at the door and she screaming out "I'm coming"

And my youngin' in my other room, fucking up my sheets

She tell me "boy don't grab my hair because you fucking up my weave"

I got a hundred bottles, Ciroc Boy

All my jewelry cold as fuck but I'm a hot boy

All these stones in my chain make me a rock boy

And I heard you niggas talking money, you should stop boy

I fuck bitches by the group, I get money by the pound

French Montana on these niggas, chop 'em down

Every time I'm in the club, these niggas is not around

Everybody talking money, I say prove it, not a sound

White girls gone wild

We don't judge them though, they ain't on trial

Bad bitches, got 'em on dial

It's bottoms up, but it's going down

Welcome to my house party, party

Welcome to my house party, party

Welcome to my house party, party

Welcome to my house party, party

Ciroc all on my table, bitches in the living room

They gon ask who at the door, what you tryna get into

Only me and my niggas, tell her bring a friend or two

Bottle popping, models watching, all up in my living room

Welcome to my house party, party

Welcome to my house party, party

Welcome to my house party, party

Welcome to my house party, party

Line them hoes up, knock them hoes down

Bowling pins, roll them in, I roll them out

Fuck that trick, she holding out, think I need my soul cleansed

Dog to the bone, rag that bitch and then her four friends

Get money on both ends, your pockets is super light

You see through a broke lens, I fucked a whole crew tonight

Where we at? St. Regis, Marriott, London, or that Waldorf

Owner want me nude or he think I should take my balls off

Fuck them haters, kill them niggas, dead

Blew me with that top off, that's what I call drop head

Like that phantom, ain't fucking, I ban 'em

I track that pussy down with my handy pussy scanner

There that pussy go, bust that thing wide open

'Fore we fuck, go soak it

I like 'em face down, ass up

Keep them trimmers with me just in case you need your bra stuck

Welcome to my house party, party

Welcome to my house party, party

Welcome to my house party, party

Welcome to my house party, party

Ciroc all on my table, bitches in the living room

They gon ask who at the door, what you tryna get into

Only me and my niggas, tell her bring a friend or two

Bottle popping, models watching, all up in my living room

Welcome to my house party, party

Welcome to my house party, party

Welcome to my house party, party

Welcome to my house party, party

Meet us at the Bunny Ranch, you know where the honeys camp

Meek Milly, Young Chris, you know why them honeys amped

Gotta be natural born star, doing shit that money can't

Daddy day care home, why you think your honey ain't?

Who you think she stay with? This that Kid and Play shit

Your main chick got night job, you can get her day shift

I'mma hit her from the back, Meek get her face shit

He ain't want us way up in this motherfucker, hey bitch

Hey bitch, hey ho, yeah we on that lay low

And they all Simon Says, she do what I say so

Got the whole house packed, you can get your spouse back

When we done partying, where the molly at? That loud pack

Haters can't tell us shit, don't knock me, tell your bitch

House party popping on that Martin shit, we yelling "switch!"

Cold bottles, gold Magnums, gold bottles

We spitting on each other's pussy and them hoes swallow

Welcome to my house party, party

Welcome to my house party, party

Welcome to my house party, party

Welcome to my house party, party

Ciroc all on my table, bitches in the living room

They gon ask who at the door, what you tryna get into

Only me and my niggas, tell her bring a friend or two

Bottle popping, models watching, all up in my living room

Welcome to my house party, party

Welcome to my house party, party

Welcome to my house party, party

Welcome to my house party, party